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Rue and Banana's prp

Name: Ebony BryantAge: SeventeenGender:FemaleLooks:In height Ebony is about five foot five, she isn't abnormally short but certainly isn't tall. Her skin is extremely pale and it contrasts well with her dark brown hair that reaches down her back. She lacks many distinctive features apart from her eyes, which are mainly a light grey except for a thin ring of bright blue that surrounds her pupil. Ebony isn't all that self confident and typically wears clothing that will not exaggerate her more feminine features and does her best to make herself unnoticeable. Personality:

Ebony is not one who blindly puts herself or the people she loves at risk. She is incapable of letting her guard down, and she has never been one to allow people to get to know her. Emotional vulnerability is her greatest fear, which serves as her greatest weakness. From a young age Ebony didn't fit in with people her age, some blame it on her maturity, but honestly this social impediment was caused by Ebony simply being out of sync with the other children. SHe was not amused by the things they were amused by. She didn't understand gossip or video games. And for the most part she enjoyed isolation. Ebony decided that she would rather be alone and whole than be surrounded by people who love her. Though some will never realize it, Ebony is clever and strong. She fights for what she believes in and for the people she loves and isn't one to give up.Other: ​She has played the cello ever since she was five. Adam is her older brother.

Name: Adam BryantAge: NineteenGender: MaleLooks:
Adam is extremely handsome, and he knows it. He is about five foot ten, and is fairly lanky. His face possesses many quirks such as his dimples and the crinkles on either side of his nose. He has the hands of a bass player. His fingers are long and smooth and fit well with the rest of his body. His nose turns up at the tip and sits in the middle of his evenly spaced blue eyes. He has a strong bone structure that he can manipulate to express when he is upset. Personality:
Many would call Adam arrogant, mostly because like his sister there is a social disconnect between him and other people. This conclusion is also come to because Adam is good at most things and he is quite aware of it. He is exceptionally smart and athletic and doesn't truly "suck" at anything.Adam is not flawless though. He is aggressive, stubborn, quick to judge, and has a temper. Most of his relationships with girls are strictly physical. And he demands that he call the shots and dislikes authority when it does not belong to him. But his main "fatal flaw" is he is overflowing with talent and has no idea what to do with it. He lacks motivation and because of this he aimlessly uses his skills. Adam is scared of the future and making permanent decisions, and very few people are aware of this. Adam's trust is hard to earn, but in the end it is worth it because Adam is not as two-dimensional as he seems. When you are on his good side he shows you just how cheeky and charming he is, and just how kind and loving he is capable of being.Other: Ebony is his younger sister.

Looks:
Jael has dark red hair that cascades down her back in waves. She is small, just above five foot two inches tall. Jael has fair skin, as do many redheads and large almond shaped eyes. Her eyes, are a striking green and they stand out from far away. Many people are torn between speculation and admiration when they see her because she has a certain horrific beauty. Jael tends to dress in dark burgundy, dark green, black and grey. She has a unique urban thrift store sense of style, one that is chunky and different.
Personality:
Jael has always been a social outcast, one that people mock and make fun of. Jael is originally from Denmark, and immigrated when she was four years old. The Danish traditions and accent, set her apart from the other children from day one. Jael is not the typical 'feisty red head', while feistiness is one of the qualities that Jael possesses, it is a dark and hidden quality. One that is only seen when someone or something makes her incredibly upset. Jael is highly dramatic and tends to elevate situations when pressured. At first, many people see Jael as 'shy'. She is the opposite; outgoing and enthusiastic in all that she does. However, when people first see the short red headed, exotic beauty bounding up to them to start a conversation, they are intimidated. However, her extreme confidence and intelligence is just another reason that people stay away from her. Jael is extremely smart, she was in the top three of her class, senior year. Although she doesn't have many friends, she is extremely loyal to the ones that she holds dear. Jael fears failure to meet the high bar that she has set for herself, although, the chance of that happening is improbable because she is extremely persistent and is more then capable of fulfilling her goals.

Name: Alex Olson
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male

Looks:
Dark haired and light skinned, Alex is shy and reserved. Though extremely attractive, all he can see is the barrier that he puts up to avoid attention. Alex is tall, he is six foot two inches, he has dark cropped thick hair, and his skin is a light golden brown color. He has light brown eyes and is very muscular. He has a strong jaw bone and perfect teeth. Alex tends to stick with wearing sports practical clothes, and likes to wear neutrals. He likes to wear things that mask his individuality, things that help him blend in with the general crowd.
Personality:
Alex does all that he can to blend in. Never drawing attention to himself, he hides behind a polite mask. Alex grew up in an abusive household, one where his father got angry and lost his temper easily. Alex tries to go unnoticed, doing average in all of his classes as so not to stand out, dressing like his classmates, and never hanging out with a social outcast. Alex is the type of person that people's eyes tend to skip over. Underneath his mask of society, he is actually very kind and thoughtful. He is not the most intelligent person in the world, but he makes up for it with his extreme artistic ability. Many girls chased him for his good looks, but for the first half of High School, he shied away. Attempting to preserve some of young loves innocence, he made his first relationships purely words. No actions, it was a good several months before he made his move on the girl that he had his eyes set on. This just proves that he is someone who 'looks before he leaps'. Alex detests violence, he like serenity and solitude. He believes in the power of words.

Grains of warm sand had entangled themselves in Ebony's hair which had splayed out behind her head like a fan. The sun beat down on her pale face, shooting an irritated sensation through her skin. Eventually Ebony's eyelashes began to separate from her lower eyelid, and her light grey eyes snapped open. She regretted the abrupt awakening because pools of obnoxious sunlight began to collect in her tired eyes. She raised her palms to her face and began to rub the remnants of sleep from her eyes. Once she had finally collected her wits and her vision had cleared Ebony finally allowed her surroundings to sink in. Her brother who was supposed to be in Dublin at the moment, and two complete strangers laid beside her. Their presence left a shocking handprint on her thoughts, but the eerily quiet island they were inhabiting had an even greater affect on her. She crawled over to her brother and whacked him in the arm, hoping it would rouse him. Adam had always been resistant to waking up. Like most teenage boys, he enjoyed sleep much more than consciousness. As his younger sister proceeded to beat his arm he did become slightly awake, but he didn't want her to know this because then he'd actually have to engage in social activities and do things. Ebony sighed as her brother refused to wake up and she leaned over towards his ear and said in a slightly-hushed voice "Get up!" Adam's eyes finally snapped open and he shot up into a sitting position, which left his head reeling. "Whaat?" He groaned, pushing at the skin on his face in frustration. He then realized where they were. "Where the hell are we?"

The shout shattered the silent air, the spell of serenity had been broken. Groggy and confused, Jael raised her sunburned face off of the golden sand, taking in her surroundings all at once. In front of her, there lay mounds and mounds of hot sand, dispersing into a a dark impending jungle environment. The mysteriousness of it all just added the confusion. She needed to find out where she was. Revealing the motivation to move deep within her, she forced her head to raise itself a half inch off of the ground and a slight groan escaped her mouth as she shook out the knots that had taken refuge in her neck. The sun shamelessly continued to beat down harshly on her, and her head throbbed with the new red consistency that it had developed. As she rolled over, her light green eyes fell upon a girl shaking a boys arm repeatedly. Jael squealed quietly at the sight of the two strangers. She shuffled back on her hands and found herself in contact with yet another human. Another shriek escaped her mouth.
Alex found himself being trod upon, awoken from his quiet slumber, he rubbed his eyes and looked around. He was drawn to a small childlike figure curled up into a ball, red hair splayed everywhere. Alex chuckled at the sight, but then at the irony of it all, how he was able to laugh even in this dire situation where there seemed to be no good to come of it all. His stiff legs straightened at the joints and he felt himself rising to his feet in the blazing hot sun, squinting against the bright beams. He approached the two figures, unsure of his footing in the soft and pliable sand. His eyes scanned the shoreline and saw the clear water lapping the sand like a thirsty puppy, it was then that the thirst returned to him. His throat suddenly became parched, and his tongue to big for his mouth. "Where are we?" His voice cracked with the lack of substance.

Adam's eyes darted over to the other boy and then they landed on the red haired girl. He was carefully observing all of their features, not because he wanted to judge their appearance but because he found you could decipher a lot about complete strangers just by looking at them. The way they held themselves told him if they were reliable; if they were slumped over and had weak posture he could tell that they lacked self confidence and had a tendency to neglect to carry through tasks, if they had a strong back that made their posture tall, he could tell that they were much more assured and would be easier to trust. The way one contorts their face and uses it to express themselves displays how open they are, and if they are in fact the type of person you want to confide in. Adam looked away from the two and over at his sister, who sat with her legs folded over each other and her eyes widened with shock. He pressed his hands into the sand--which had a spongy texture to it- and used it to raise himself off the ground. He found that his feet were completely bare, and his usual Converse were no where to be seen. But to his relief, he was appropriately clothed otherwise. Adam strode across the beach front, sand collecting between his toes in an uncomfortable fashion. He stopped walking only when the frigid water was lashing across his unpleasantly crooked toes. "That was my initial question, but I've come to the realization that the answer is quite obvious. If you have any sense you can tell that we're on an island, and not the kind that are advertised on television; if that was the case the beach would crawling with people, and it isn't. So I've decided that we are on a deserted island and the more appropriate question to ask is how did we get here, and how do we leave?"

Jael jumped to her feet, her eyes squinted in furious frustration. Her head was reeling and spinning from the change in orientation. She re-adjusted herself and it became clear that her bare feet were being scorched by the searing hot sand, they moved quickly across the spongy squishy ground. She straightened abruptly and without letting anyone speak or make a sound, turned and walked towards the horizon of the beach. Her philosophy being that they couldn't have just showed up randomly, there needed to be a way out of there. Jael is not a person of words, she is a person made purely of actions... While the rest of them just simply sat there and talked about possible solutions, she was going to find a way to get off of this 'deserted island' as the guy had put it.
Jael was making an attempt to avoid the wilderness at all costs, she was very impartial to the dark and as the sun beat high in the sky, it was clear even then that the lightest place at night would be the beaches. The moon would have the most access to their eyes and minds from that level. (EATING BRB)